On a call right now and IMing in Teams with my coworker while posting here. I almost posted here:
"Maybe his teeth fell out."
But that would make no sense to you, would it?
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On a call right now and IMing in Teams with my coworker while posting here. I almost posted here:
"Maybe his teeth fell out."
But that would make no sense to you, would it?
This is what the LTE is about.
And would give us greater reason to fear:
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Off to the Champlain Valley Fair today (the big one!) and fine dining. Paper today said features this year are deep fried pickle wrapped around a hot dog and deep fried grilled cheese sandwich. Maple bacon milk shakes, too. Plus cows and pigs and giant 1000 lb pumpkins. Hoo doggies!
It runs from last Friday thru Labor Day itself. It did not disappoint. Amazing people watching, got a Mr. Sausage, saw the miniature goats, lots of cows and pigs, perennial champ Kevin Companion's 1184 lb pumpkin,and polished things off with the absolute best creemee ever, a maple creemee from the Vt Maple Association...did not get a deep fried anything, which is why I feel well now.
For those who celebrate - today is Allston Christmas!
Actually, that was my pledge name.
I always thought it would be fun to travel with a carnival or rennaissance faire around the country. A lot of the workers and performers live out of RVs near the grounds and I'm sure it's just a heck of a party. Lots of hats I'd like to wear for a year; sadly, I don't think I'll get to all of 'em.
There's a compound near me with an extended family that owns and operates a bunch of carnival rides. They're all locked up on the premises during the winter and gone during the summer. During COVID, when all the carnivals had been cancelled, they opened a few up right on the property for fee. It's also like a whole hive of registered sex offenders that pop up on the map (not a joke, unfortunately).
Yeah, I've got nothing...
Help, I'm steppin' into the Twilight Zone
Place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon's been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go now that I've gone too far?
Lovely wife came home with two sheets of stamps from the post office: one of Pete Seeger, the other of Nancy Reagan. Excellent.